Dear Death Diary
MemyselfandI2015
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Don't regret aging, it is a priviledge denied to many...
All good things come to an end. Every beautiful rose withers.
Every sunny day ends with darkness.
Inevitably every person dies, it's just a matter of destiny when that happens.
Maybe it wasn't written in the stars for me.
On my 15th birthday, 15th April, my whole world shattered into a billion pieces. It was on this day that the doctors diagnosed me with leaukimia, blood cancer.
But I'll fight it hard like an army guard.
Hand over heart
Praying for a miracle...